[he doesn't say anything immediately, just continues holding his friend and rubbing encouraging circles along the back of his neck. eventually, he does move the hand to – albeit a little shyly – rub at the spot between inigo's shoulderblades, hoping that whether he wants to cry or not, he knows sizhui is there, no matter what.

the sniffling is questionable at best, but he can't tell and he's not looking to ask outright when the hug itself seems like it is helping.] That's fine, too, [sizhui softly soothes.

one would think that'd be how it works, but it isn't, much to everyone's dismay. in whatever way inigo needs him though, and hugging just happens to be something he's pretty alright at.] Perhaps one day, we might at least have an actual reason for why they leave, but... [his expression wrinkles, lips purse with uncertainty then he huffs a sigh.] Until then, we will have to simply accept the fact we have no explanation for why it happens.